Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

Wood leak tea room.

Shangyue Zhaoyue is sitting at the small table, holding a delicate piece of sushi in her hand.

He wholeheartedly enjoyed this Inazuma-style breakfast and was not worried at all about the upcoming duel in front of the emperor.

Since he didn't know what Mrs. Inazuma liked to eat in the morning, when the clerk asked about it, he casually said sushi based on what was left in his memory.

Toma then joined in and brought some snacks such as three-color meatballs and placed them on the table, making Shangshang Zhaoyue very curious.

"Do you rice wives eat like this in the morning?" he asked, pointing to the plate.

"Of course not, it's just my personal preference." Thomas laughed suddenly, as if he was mocking him for his lack of knowledge.

Only then did Shangshang Zhaoyue realize that if he calculated it this way, he seemed to be a rice wife now, but a country boy.

But it doesn't matter. I remember that it seemed that because his mother was from Liyue and was ostracized by the locals, he could only be a shameful illegitimate son.

But things are different now. That old ghost in Shangshan Yue is dead. He is now the only heir to the Shangshan family. He can only be said to have become a retired serf.

"It seems that your preferences have always been very strange..." Shangyue Aoyue took the last bite of sushi, took a sip of tea, squinted her eyes and continued to comment, "People are also very strange."

"Don't say that, it only shows that I am frank." Thomas also tacitly agreed not to mention the duel in front of the emperor, and tried his best to liven up the atmosphere of the breakfast with his words.

It was just his occasional silence that made Shangshan Zhaoyue realize that he was still worried.

Thinking of the slightly pitiful look in the waitress's eyes when delivering the meal, as if it was his last meal, he could probably guess how many people were pressuring him to win.

"Don't be mentally prepared when you go out later," Thomas warned in a vague way.

Shangshang Zhaoyue nodded, but didn't take it to heart. After breakfast, he took Qian Yuqi on the road.

Seeing him disappear at the end of the corridor, Thomas showed a worried expression.

Kamisato Ayaka walked out of the side room, holding up a fan and shaking it from time to time. It was obvious that she was not at peace inside.

They couldn't follow, because in the duel before the emperor, no irrelevant bystanders were allowed.

It is said that a duel before the imperial court is a solemn and cruel fight, but Shangshan Zhaoyue did not feel any solemnity at all. He walked onto the street, but found that almost every few steps he took, someone was staring at him.

As they approached the wooden bridge in Tianling, they saw several warriors from the Otsuji clan maintaining order.

These rice wives who are troubled by the national lockdown are like poor high school students who are not willing to miss even a little chance to watch the excitement, because it is one of the few spices in their boring life.

He could even imagine that after the impact of this incident passed, people would continue to mention it after dinner.

As the saying goes, the winner becomes famous, but the loser... not only has to face divine punishment, but also endures speculation and evaluation from the street, and may even be written into books by some boring writers and become a clown who makes a fool of himself.

After verifying his identity, the warrior wearing a visor couldn't help but look at him a few more times. The look in his eyes was really strange.

"What's wrong?" Shangshan Zhaoyue couldn't bear his gaze and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, it's just that you are too young." The warrior said nothing more and just silently moved away from the way forward.

Shangshang Zhaoyue shrugged, even though he was a few years older than himself in the Naruto world.

But this body is only worthy of a sixteen-year-old, and is too immature in every aspect.

It can be said that under the gaze of everyone, Shangshan Zhaoyue calmly walked through Tianling, stepped onto the upper steps, and finally disappeared from the eyes of the guarding warriors.

When Shangshang Zhaoyue stepped into the martial arts arena, his opponent and the noble Thunder and Lightning General had been waiting for him for a long time.

He first looked at General Thunder and Lightning, who had long purple hair, a slender figure, and a decent Japanese-style robe with the thunder and lightning emblem tattooed on it. His eyes were cold and flashed with lightning.

After sizing up this eternal god, Shangshan Zhaoyue looked at his opponent.

Under the black armor is a purple gown. He has a strong figure and physique, and his dress is obvious. He is undoubtedly from the most powerful Tianling followers among the three followers.

"You came too late." It was obvious that he was dissatisfied with Zhaoyue's slow posture.

"But I'm not late," after saying that, Shangshang Zhaoyue looked at General Thunder.

General Thunder nodded as if mechanically. It seemed that the waiting time was meaningless to her. She just programmatically determined that Shangshan Zhaoyue had not timed out. She didn't know why Shangshan Zhaoyue felt this way.

"It's up to you to announce the rest," General Raiden walked aside, and Shang Shizhaoyue noticed that there was a tall woman wearing a Tengu mask next to her.

She stepped forward, her voice sounded a little hoarse, and her cold tone made her feel inhumane.

"I am the general of Tianling, Kujo Sura. I am responsible for arbitrating this competition on behalf of the general," she said with a solemn expression and concisely.

For some reason, Shangshang Zhaoyue always felt that the other party was a little dissatisfied with her, starting from the first sight she saw.

Before he could think more, Kujo Sora raised his right arm high, as if he wanted to divide the field.

"Both sides are in position, the competition begins!"

As she exited the field, neither Shangshan Zhaoyue nor her opponent immediately launched an attack.

According to etiquette, both parties in the duel must first announce their names.

Before coming, Thomas was afraid that he would not know the rules, and in order to prevent him from making a joke in front of General Thunder and Lightning, he went through all the precautions.

But he probably didn't notice that Shangshang Zhaoyue's eyes were blank at that time, and her consciousness was in a fuzzy state.

As the assistant to the leader of the Uchiha clan who values ​​etiquette and rituals, he knows everything he needs to know, and Toma is simply overly worried.

"Iwakura-ryu, Konoe Kōfu." The man said silently. If you look carefully, his hand holding the sword trembled a little at first, but he quickly tightened his grip.

He seemed not to want to do anything to Uesugi Aki, especially after seeing his fragile body, but this unbearability was quickly swallowed up by some kind of thoughts, and gradually turned into murderous intentions.

There was a reason why he had to kill Uesugi Aki, but there was no need to do so in a duel in front of the emperor. The loser would be personally punished by Raiden General.

Shangshan Zhaoyue was thoughtful, and slowly announced his name: "I don't want everyone to pass on the Uchiha style, Shangshan Zhaoyue."

Since it's enough to master the secret techniques of each school, then it shouldn't be too much for him to pass on all the secret techniques without giving them a try.

"Uchiha style..." Konoe Kongfu chewed on the name, but never thought of such a school.

It is probably an unknown small school, not even half as good as my Iwazo-ryu style.

The sudden burst of confidence in Konoe Kongfu's eyes left Shangshan Zhaoyue baffled.

However, he didn't care. He silently pulled out the cherry-red Chihanakiri from his waist. The moment the light of the sword lit up, Konoe Kongfu felt a force of energy suddenly envelope the entire venue.

Bitter murderous intent and majestic momentum were pressing towards him at the same time. The endless pressure was like ocean waves, one wave after another, one after another, one after another.

His face turned pale in the blink of an eye, and he was shocked. The seemingly frail Shangshan Zhaoyue seemed to have turned into a savage beast, and the surging momentum made him breathless.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of training he had gone through to reach the pinnacle.

Shang Shang Zhaoyue just stood there, but what he represented was the ultimate in mortal martial arts, which could make him unable to move just by relying on his momentum.

If Toma were standing here, he would probably smile awkwardly, feeling grateful that Shang Zhaoyue was merciful and didn't let him lose too badly.

As the young man approached step by step, the force of the flashing sword light continued to frighten the guard Kong Fu, and a large amount of sweat fell from his forehead.

Konoe Kongfu kept pushing himself. He knew that if he couldn't struggle out of it, everything would end here. Any talk of revitalizing the Iwazo-ryu would be just talk.

Finally, in his determination to die, he reluctantly moved his steps.

Just this step meant that he broke away from the whirlpool of Shangshan Zhaoyue's momentum and had room for a comeback.

In addition, he still has his greatest reliance that he has yet to use.

I originally planned not to use it to oppress others, but I didn't expect it would end up like this.

A green light as green as the sky lit up from his waist, and the light from the eye of the wind attribute god was dazzling and bright.

Konoe Kongfu broke through the obstacles of the situation and regained his confidence and the courage to wield the sword.

Shangshang Zhaoyue raised his eyebrows, and then he raised the blade, indicating that he recognized Konoe Kong Fu as his opponent.

At this moment, no one thought he was arrogant anymore, only that it was natural. Holders of the Eye of God were rare, but masters who could overwhelm others were even rarer and more respected.

At this point, the duel in front of the emperor has just begun.